MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 1663 Scramble

Mysterious treasures are very rare. From a certain point of view, in crossing the robbery, people who own mysterious treasures are rare. Some people may own two or three mysterious treasures. There is no piece of mystery, and now seeing this ribbon is quite heart-warming and considers it as own.

Seeing Zhang Han was faster, he was ready to start.

But just then.

Zhang Han's acting skills started online.

"Ok?"

I saw that his brows were slightly frowned, and the thunderbolt thread controlled by the huge water polo actually stopped.

At this time, Shui Tianxian Jun and others were close to each other and kept a distance to fight at any time.

Swords stretched out, maybe sometime when it's time to shoot.

However, Shui Tianxian Jun's plan is to hold on to each other, so that it is not too late to get the mystery here.

The mysterious treasure that appears in the mystery is whoever grabs it. Even if he leaves the mystery, the head of Sheng Leizong may not say anything.

Therefore, the purpose of Shui Tianxian Jun is to wait for the opponent to shoot, and then delay time.

After all, Zhang Han just went in once and it was much faster than that middle-aged monk.

But now?

Shui Tianxian Jun groaned.

He suddenly noticed something and looked at Wu Luoxian Jun.

The thoughts of the two were similar:

I didn't see it, Zhang Hanyang was usually so gentle. At this time, he was invisible.

"Ha ha."

Shui Tianxian Jun actively cooperated: "Since there are two people competing in the water polo, let them grab it."

"Thinking beauty."

San Lei Xianjun sneered: "No matter what the outcome, Xuan Bao is mine, and a Yunxiao Palace dared to grab something from me. Your life is also mine."

"Hahaha, right?"

Zhang Han laughed loudly, looked at the front, and whispered, "Xuan Bao and your life, I want to."

"A fellow who is not in line is also worth talking to the old man?" San Lei Xian Jun Mei mocked.

"Who are you?"

His men spoke up.

Bing-to-Bing-to-Ball to General, the other little cub said, and it was their turn.

The battle of words also has to win.

"Looking at your young age, we are all your ancestors, do you still speak?"

"I don't know the young man who is so high."

"Look, he tried his best at the beginning, now the speed has dropped, it's a waste."

Under the eyes of everyone.

The silk thread controlled by Zhang Han was turned into a thunder body, and the speed became slower and slower, as if exhausted.

The middle-aged monk opposite was very nervous at first. He took the initiative to ask for this difficult task. If it succeeds, he can directly become the core of Sanlei Xianjun, and his status will be increased by several times.

Seeing each other ’s magical powers was too fast. The middle-aged monk was startled. Now after seeing each other slowing down, he smiled wildly: "An unknown little pawn, just like a clown jumping a clown. What magical power is shown in front of me, even my deity Dare not enter. "

Wow!

While speaking, he increased his speed by another three points.

It is getting closer and closer to Xuan Bao.

Similarly, the face monsters that just appeared were barely felt at this time, and the breath was more hidden, but they could detect what was happening from the energy fluctuations around Xuanbao.

"Is there a crisis?"

The middle-aged monk was vigilant and could not perceive anything, but the naked eye could see some looming silk threads, gathered together, the outline of a human face.

what is that?

"Xuan Bao, I'm smiling, come here!"

Huh!

Zhang Han controlled the thunder body and suddenly broke out. The speed was extremely fast, like an ordinary person's 100-meter sprint. The distance from the ribbon was getting closer.

Soon to surpass middle-aged monks.

At this time, the faces of Sanlei Xianjun and others changed.

"Do you dare!"

Sanleixianjun was angry.

"Get it fast, whoever dares to take my hands!" Shui Tianxian Jun said loudly.

No it!

With both knives in his hands, he glared at him and wanted to fight.

But at this time San Lei Xianjun had no mood to fight him, their eyes stared at the situation inside the water polo.

"Amer, grab it!"

Someone shouted.

"Amer, go faster."

Hearing the shouts outside, the middle-aged monk inside the water polo became impatient.

"Calm, stay calm!"

A stream of cold sweat flowed from his forehead. He was compelled to use his whole body energy to perform mystery, and the speed was much faster.

But the speed is faster, and the perception and defense of the surroundings is weaker.

"Calm ... Xuanbao floats here, maybe there is a crisis around, not to mention, what I just saw ..."

Middle-aged monk forced himself to calm down.

He is fast and cautious.

Huh!

Unexpectedly, the silk thread controlled by Zhang Han was fast again.

Closer and closer to the ribbon.

"Oh shit!"

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth, took out a ninth-order orb in his hand, shattered it, and his speed increased again.

When the distance is tens of meters.

"I said, Xuan Bao, and your life, I want to." Zhang Han was quiet outside, with a brave look.

"Hurry up!"

"Never let him get it."

A group of good teammates kept shouting.

At this time, the mentality of middle-aged monks will be affected somewhat.

"grab!"

His eyes bloomed, his body skyrocketed by three meters, and he stepped over thirty meters in one step.

Zhang Han's thunder silk thread stopped suddenly.

At the same time, Zhang Han smiled and looked forward.

"succeed!"

The middle-aged monk felt that his hand had controlled the ribbon, obtained, taken away, and succeeded.

Wealth in wealth insurance!

However, the next second.

"Ahhhh ..."

Pieces of face monsters appeared, and the attacks launched directly killed the middle-aged monk, and only one scream was circulating.

"what!"

Three Lei Xianjun's face changed, and everyone else was cold.

If they just entered, they may not be able to defend.

"What it is?"

"Sure enough, there is terror around Xuanbao."

"..."

The hearts of these people are cold.

San Lei Xianjun's gaze fell on Shui Tianxian Jun's side, and he saw his expression 狰狞: "Kill them!"

"Thunder splits!"

Three Lei Xianjun continually condenses the thunder ball in his right hand. When it becomes the size of a basketball, he threw forward a thunder ball, splitting dozens of thunder.

His attack absorbed a lot of Thunder's power around him, and his momentum became more and more powerful. The light blue Rays also converged into a dark blue and swept towards Shui Tianxian Jun.

"kill!"

Shui Tianxian Jun drank loudly.

The two sides fought.

Yue Wuwei also threw attacks one after the other. Although very strong, it was not helpful for the battle of crossing the tier nine.

Zhang Han didn't do it, he was waiting.

In the water polo, around the ribbon, the face demon is still blinking.

After they calmed down, Zhang Han was able to take out the ribbons.

Rumble!

The powerful attacks from both sides hit all kinds of light, the clouds were filled, and the wind was rising. In this area,

The fluctuations are also gradually amplified.

"This is the head of Yunxiao Palace?"

Three Lei Xianjun took out a big banner, waved, and countless long swords full of thunder energy came whistling, mixed with sharp breath.

Shui Tianxian Jun is not an unknown generation, and various attacks cancel each other out.

After two minutes of perseverance, after all, he started to retreat.

"Han Yang, how is it?"

Shui Tianxian Jun said, "I can't hold it anymore."

You can fight in the outside world, but in the area of ​​Lei Xi, the combat power of enemies who are proficient in mine control has been improved too much.

"Hold on for a minute, and when I get Xuan Bao, I will kill them."

Zhang Han Chuanyin gave a reply.

"When the old man was in the ninth stage, you didn't know where to play mud."

San Lei Xianjun looked indifferent and had made up his mind to kill each other first, and then thought about Xuan Bao.

Most of their Thunder Control methods are controlled by the banner, and they are sealed with a lot of Thunder mysteries that can be controlled.

So a dozen of them attacked like a storm.

The Shui Tianxian Jun can't beat with his own strength.

Just half a minute.

The face monsters around the ribbons have rarely appeared.

But at this time, Shui Tianxian Jun's team was already injured. Although it was slightly injured, it meant that they had to persist.

Zhang Han frowned slightly.

"Back a hundred meters and let me come."

That's a word.

"Oh!"

A terrifying growl appeared.

I saw the giant armor, transformed into kilometers, and flew forward quickly, the huge front paw waving, as if cutting heaven and earth, playing a powerful cutting energy.

"Ok?"

Three Lei Xianjun's pupils shrank, "Do you still have ancient strange animals?"

His eyes fell on Zhang Han.

Finally discoloration.

"It's only the breath of the eighth step, it can be killed!"

Sanlei Xianjun felt roughly.

Think of it as eighth order.

In fact, it is only the seventh-order peak.

"Oh!"

The Golden Armor roars again.

A single horn on the head, blooming golden light.

The release of the gold armor giant is not for the offense, but for the defense.

This guy was too resistant, and the other party's thunder hit him with only a little numbness. Such defense made Zhang Han secretly horrify.

But Shui Tianxian Jun could not bear it.

He said, "Let's take a quick shot and don't let Xiao Jin be hurt by the other side."

It seems that in his eyes, Xiao Jin is still a strange beast who has not grown up and needs protection.

So they kept shooting in the back.

For a time, due to the entrance of the giant armor, the two sides maintained a balance.

"The Dragon King's combat effectiveness is very strong."

After watching for a few seconds, Wu Luoxianjun could not help breathing down: "It can be so long in front of me, still not moving like a mountain, it's all right to see the breath."

"It's the Dragon King!"

Shui Tianxian Jun did not feel good: "What breath is not breathable, hurry up, in case Xiao Jin is injured, I don't know how many years to recover."

There is Shui Tianxian Jun here, where everyone dares to be lazy, even faster than before.

Look at the posture, it's okay to be injured himself, Xiao Jin is injured, the palace master is going to get angry.

Fortunately, they are behind the golden armor, and they only need to share some of the enemy's attacks.

same.

Three Lei Xianjun and others have different eyes.

"Where did they get the ancient beasts?"

"This guy is so fierce."

"A small cloud palace, aren't you entitled to an ancient beast?"